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Anderson was just about to leave, when the door opened. He was about to get his hopes up, when a half a second later the door hit him again, and a pair of hands brought the cat inside, leaving Anderson to fall into a nearby bush.

"Strange how everyone winds up here."

He opened his eyes, blinked a few times, and focused on Jen. "You okay sir?" she asked. Polite, definitely. "Yeah, I'm okay. Someone opened your door in my face, though." he said.

"What's your name, you don't look so hot." she said. "Anderson. Anderson Council, and as I said, I got hit in the face by your door. Twice. Both, apparently, thanks to a cat." he replied, gesturing to where the cat had been. "Anyway, you wouldn't happen to know of any places to stay here? I'm just passing through Lucras, you see." Of course, he didn't know he was speaking to one of the people he had come to see.

OOC: Sorry I didn't post yesterday. I was at a football game with my team... we won. ;D

Having finally made it the super market I had gone and got what I needed. Checking out of the store I had my bag hanging off the blade of my sword as I had it slung over my shoulder. Walking down the street I heard the cocking of a rifle. It was near my head. Turning around I saw that it was an old friend. It was Vash from two years ago. An evil stare is all he gave. He had gotten a prosthetic hand to replace the one I had cut off that faithful day. No words needed to really be said.... it was a stare down. The air was tense, ready to make the first move I leaned my sword so that the bag would slowly slide off. Hitting the ground Vash fired his gun. Ducking to the ground I wrapped my leg around the rifle. Using my sword as a pole, I brought up my free leg and was able to kick him to the street and away from his gun. With a disgruntle look on his face he ran off. This had become a daily thing now. He tries to kill me and never succeeds. Ignoring it I just dropped the gun and started walking again. The bag of bacon in my hand and my sword in the other I made it home. I saw Jennifer up front with some stranger. The same guy that I saw on the ground in our bushes. He must have been that loud thunk I heard.... being nice I walked over. "Hey there buddy... you alright there.... you seem to have some red on you." There was a bit of blood on his forehead. I opened the door to go inside. Looking back I said. "You coming in bud? You look a bit hungry." I smiled.

Stepping out, growling a bit short of temper before I rested my head on my paws meowing playfully. "You're going to kill yourself that way." Musing as I said that, cocking my head to my side before standing up. "Well I suppose I'm off to be a pussy." Chuckling at the word before I paddled quickly off into the building, hiding under a bed where I found leisure to rest.

Miles finished his cigarette and walked in after the 'cat'. Well Neko, He said within the creatures mind If anything is going to kill me, i doubt it will be smoking, trust me. he said this as a smile came onto his face. Well, it certainly seems you don't mean us harm, so i don't see why you can't stay... I'll ave to check with Jen that we can have another addition to our family, but obviously we need to find a bit more about you... But breakfast comes first.

[Jen]

I smiled, staring at the man as Ryan came back home.

"Hey, you can come in, have a meal or two, and we can further discuss things. I don't mind. As long as you are polite, and don't make trouble Anderson. And my name is Jennifer Tracy, you can call me Jen." I grinned brightly, stepping back into the home to hold the door open. I wouldn't be rude enough to let him get hit again. And the air conditioning could easily cool the house if a little warm autumn air crept inside.

Stepping out as I looked around. Breathing it before I changed into a Human, or well besides the fact I had cat ears and a tail; as well as cat eyes. Growling slightly before I stopped, flicking my tail. "I prefer to be left as being a cat." He commented, turning back swiftly before I started running and jumping on the kitchen table, staying away from food and other such things as I looked around.

Anderson turned his head at the sound of Ryan's voice. He was clutching a bag, and... a sword? Bigass sword. He pushed himself up, and smiled. A bit of blood was dripping into his eyes, and he said, "Yeah... Somebody opened a door. In my- ...Is that bacon I smell? Raw bacon?" he finished, sniffing the air. Smelled great and horrible at the same time.


As Jen finished speaking, Anderson said "That's awfully kind of you, Jen." He began to walk into the doorway and stopped. What she had just said began to dawn on him, and he began laughing. Quietly, though. He had found them. great.... He thought to himself.

[Jen]

I grinned at Anderson, waving him inside to the sofa.

"We should have breakfast ready in a bit. You can join us, and tell us about yourself. Maybe we can share the infamous story with you too." I laughed. Because most people in Lucras knew of us. Knew our names. Knew our story. And we were heroes in the eyes of many.

I was sure that Anderson would know of us by name or by look. Because when my eyes met Ryan- well, how do I say this.
Who else carries at one time- a sword, and uncooked bacon?

((Sry for the ooc but anyway...I´m still here but I just have nothing to post about since nothing is happening + I think we a re still missing ohhhalibaba or wth he is called no ? XD So just letting you know I haven´t given up on this but won´t probably be posting anything until SOMETHING starts finally happening...till then ))